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 | | It is true that they weary me every Vologeses of them, and Tiridates and Tigranes,--those barbarians who, as young Arulenus insists, walk on all fours at home, and pretend to be human only when in our presence. |
 | | I love him, even for this,--that Nero is afraid of him." "Corbulo is not a dull man." "Perhaps thou art right, but for that matter it is all one. |
 | | Dulness, as Pyrrho says, is in no way worse than wisdom, and differs from it in nothing." Vinicius began to talk of the war; but when Petronius closed his eyes again, the young man, seeing his uncle's tired and somewhat emaciated face, changed the conversation, and inquired with a certain interest about his health. |
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